“Indeed, I must say that good wine seems to me an excellent thing, and I do not at all dislike getting merry as long as I am not forced to do it. I have always observed that false people are sober, and that a great reserve at table is quite often a sign of artificial manners and duplicity. An honest man has less to fear from the affectionate babble and tender effusions which precede intoxication; but one should know when to stop and avoid excess.”
Jean-Jacques Rousseau, The New Heloise: Letters of Two Lovers Who Live in a Small Town at the Foot of the Alps, 1761.
What very wise words!
You see, I’m coming around! Though the idea of me being ‘merry’ is still uncertain